Two if by sea (closed to Jack, nsfw)

[mutiegroovy]

((ooc: picks up from here))

The closer Jack got, the easier it was for Charles to pull at his clothes with a kind of urgency he hadn't felt in a very long time. The coat, the button-down shirt, all of it needed to go. Charles needed to feel Jack's skin.

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[a_fixed_point]

Coat, shirt, and undershirt on a pile on the deck, Jack moved in to get to work on his lover's shirt with zeal. His pants were already feeling much too tight.

[mutiegroovy]

His body - Charles never tired of it.

When his shirt was gone (only one layer, thank you), he raked dull fingertips down Jack's chest, desire making his own trousers tight as well.

[a_fixed_point]

What was wrong with layers?! They added to the sexual tension. Meow!

Jack's smile was knowing and a bit smug as he got closer, moving to kneel in front of him, much of him now out of reach, hands teasingly running up Charles' thighs and pulling down the zipper of his fly.

[mutiegroovy]

It left Charles nothing to do but grip the arms of his chair, eyes dark on his lover. Gorgeous.